Tran Tran

The rhythm beats, like an echo from the concrete walls, confident, brilliant, and a little cheeky. It contains no requests or apologies, only the habit of moving forward while others stand still, discussing who "sings" how. The voice sounds calm, but behind that nonchalance lies the iron will of someone who has already travelled the path from an empty refrigerator to the runway. The music exudes self-confidence, like a person who once realised: no one will give you anything until you take it yourself. And now every bass is a reminder of that. No anger, no pathos, just a fact: some people are running in place, while others have already gone around the track a long time ago.